After being loved by a yandere, she turned black

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and many pictures flashed through Li Chu's cloudy mind.

All the scenes since she could remember them went through her mind quickly, and the last scene stayed on Yan Jingxiu's crazy face.

The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and Yan Jingxiu angrily pulled the quilt covering her mouth and nose with an extremely ferocious expression.

"If you want to die, there's no way!"

The man's tall figure covered her in an instant, his big palm pinched her chin, and with a slight force, he forced her to open her mouth to breathe. Her purple face slowly recovered.

Only then did Gao Xuan's heart drop. He stroked Li Chu's pale and delicate face with trembling hands, and said in a panic, "Honey, why are you so stubborn?"

"Do you know that the more stubborn you are, the more I can't help but want to bully you and humiliate you? Can you be a little better? I don't want this either. I want to be good with you."

"And Usnea and Jiamu, our family of four lives together well. In the two years since you were gone, the two baby dolls have grown a lot. I show them your photos every day. They also miss you very much and look forward to it." Looking forward to your return..."

Yan Jingxiu stood up as he spoke, opened the door, and led the two children in, looking hypocritically like a loving father.

He pointed at Li Chu on the bed and said softly to the two dolls: "That's your mother. She's back. Go and see her."

Usnea and Jiamu looked at each other, their clear big eyes flashed with confusion, but they instinctively took steps towards the woman on the bed.

Usnea was more lively, and trotted to Li Chu, climbed onto the bed neatly, stretched out her soft fingers, and poked Li Chu's cheek.

Seeing no response from her, he tentatively called, "Mom."

Li Chu closed her eyes tightly, her heart trembled violently, and she subconsciously turned her head, not daring to face the child she had abandoned.

The little girl's voice was soft and soft, making people feel soft in their hearts, but Li Chu was cruel and didn't respond to her at all.

She was not a good mother before, and she will never be a good mother in the future.

She selfishly wanted to die.

She is so tired.

Seeing that the woman remained silent, Songluo looked back at Yan Jingxiu helplessly, while Jiamu beside her looked at the woman on the bed with a stern face.

At a young age, he has a very delicate mind.

He was keenly aware that his mother didn't seem to like them very much. Jiamu frowned slightly, his dark eyes full of confusion, and looked sideways at Yan Jingxiu.

Yan Jingxiu watched the two dolls looking at him, smiled tenderly, and stepped forward to squat in front of them.

Patiently explained: "Baby, mom is just sick. It's not that she doesn't like you. Mom is in pain right now and needs encouragement and comfort from the babies."

The man rubbed the plush heads of the two dolls, looked at Li Chu affectionately, and blamed himself: "It was my father who was not good and did not protect my mother well, so my mother was hurt."

Jiamu noticed that the atmosphere between his parents was not right, but he was too young and did not understand the twists and turns between men and women, nor the complex emotions between people.

It wasn't until he grew up and experienced it himself that he understood the kind of feelings his father had for his mother at the moment.

Of course this was all a long time ago.

Usnea blinked her big innocent eyes, and when her father said that her mother was so cold to her because she was sick, her little brows suddenly widened.

He happily climbed onto the bed again and got closer to Li Chu.

Looking at her without blinking, he saw his mother's curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and he stretched out his little hand on the woman's forehead in distress.

"Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Usnea's little hand was very soft. When she touched Li Chu's forehead, she saw that her mother's eyelashes were trembling even more.

But he never opened his eyes, much like when my father had a nightmare before.

Usnea came closer to Li Chu, placed her soft mouth on Li Chu's eyebrows and kissed her gently, and brushed away her scattered hair with her small hands.

"Mom, don't feel bad, Usnea will always be with mom."

Before Xiao Xiao finished speaking, he lifted up a corner of the quilt with his fleshy hands and crawled towards Li Chu.

Li Chu naturally noticed her behavior, helplessly opened his eyes, and looked at her dissatisfied.

Usnea is even cuter than two years ago. Her little cheeks are so fleshy that people want to rub them. Her eyebrows are very similar to hers, and her dark eyes are full of doubts and grievances.

Usnea was frightened by her mother's indifferent expression. The little fleshy hand that lifted the quilt froze in mid-air. She looked at her blankly and shouted softly, "Mom..."

Li Chu just frowned, closed his eyes hard, and scolded mercilessly: "Get out!"

Usnea didn't move, and realized that her mother was scolding her. She curled her lips in grievance and murmured: "Mom..."

Her big eyes instantly became moist, but thinking that her father said that her mother was so cold because of her illness, she sniffed, raised her little face, and moved towards her mother.

I want to kiss my mother on the cheek.

This is how she comforted her father when he was sick in the past.

She naturally thought that she would coax her mother well, but she was rejected by her mother again.

Li Chu raised his arm, blocked the little Usnea, and said coldly again: "Get out!"

At this time, the little Usnea couldn't hold on any longer, and she shed tears of grievance. She no longer approached Li Chu, but instead threw herself into Yan Jingxiu's arms.

Jiamu on the side saw his mother's indifferent attitude towards Usnea, and stopped moving forward to get closer. He raised his eyes and looked at the woman on the bed quietly.

Very different from her in the photo.

The woman in the photo has a bright smile, and her whole person is like the sun, making people feel warm and unconsciously attracted by her smile.

But the woman in front of her looked lifeless, with no smile at all on her face, her face was pale and bloodless, and her eyes looking at them were full of indifference.

It was as if he didn't know them.

If the person in front of him didn't look the same as the person in the photo, Jiamu would have doubted whether his father had made a mistake.

Their mother was very gentle and would never look at him or his sister with such cold eyes.

Yan Jingxiu caught Jiamu's mood, squatted down and picked him up, holding a doll in both hands, and looked at Li Chu with a heavy gaze.

The man comforted the baby in his arms, "Don't blame mom. She's just sick. It doesn't mean she doesn't love you. Can dad take you to see mom some other time?"

The two babies made a muffled hum. Yan Jingxiu handed the baby to the nanny and then returned.

He held Li Chu's cold hand and stared straight at the person in front of him with his narrow eyes, "Honey, Usnea and Jiamu are also your children. They are so cute and they are always looking forward to your return. You can't bear it..."

Li Chu shook off his hand, glanced at him coldly, and slowly uttered a few words.

"Disgusting!"